Monthly Archives: February 2014

Begin­ning to realize that I dislike repeat signs, nota­tion­ally and concep­tu­ally. They are tiny worm­holes in music during which I seem to give up on anything inter­pre­tive; I don’t know what to do with them.

I some­times feel a creeping dissat­is­fac­tion with my perfor­mances of the first section of Kreis­le­ri­ana (and yes, I realize my obses­sion with Kreis­le­ri­ana)—even when the phrases were phrased, the notes hit accu­rately, and the pedaling clean, the overall form had an inap­pro­pri­ately sing-song quality, the over-neatness of rhymed couplets. The relent­less modu­la­tions and impul­sive rhythms felt pinned down.

The problem, I think, is with the little air-spaces between repeats—between achieve­ment of the high D and return to the initial A—during which the whole thing slackens and comes tumbling down; the visual disrup­tion of moving one’s eyes back­wards over a chunk of music becomes a few millisec­onds of help­less­ness. My theory is that this all could have been avoided by writing out the repeats, so the music was simply contin­u­ous, which of course is how it should sound.

you don’t have a laptop.
you don’t have to justify your evils to me.
you don’t have a printer?
you don’t have to punish yourself :)
you don’t have that problem
you don’t have a perfor­mance?
you don’t have this problem, do you?
you don’t have my extra rugs, do you?
you don’t have to fuck to be a fucker.
you don’t have a score, do you?
you don’t have to worry about how you stuff it in your pocket.
you don’t have to drank.
you don’t have to give me a comp.
you don’t have 5 seconds to respond saying “sorry i’m busy”
you don’t have an iPad
you don’t have any interest in selling a tux, do you?
you don’t have almonds?
you don’t have an iPhone 5?
you don’t have to say why.
you don’t have a Japanese girl­friend
you don’t have to come all the way here :)
you don’t have to make your own quesadilla
you don’t have to tell me
you don’t have HIV
you don’t have to kill them to get the feathers!
you don’t have to thank John Adams.
you don’t have to go to school tomorrow!
you don’t have iOS 7 on your iPhone?
you don’t have a toilet-side table?
you don’t have your songs played on the radio
you don’t have to wait an extra month
you don’t have to get on a plane
you don’t have a ther­mome­ter.
you don’t have a big ego?
you don’t have any money?
you don’t have to write them out, but they’re confus­ing how you’ve got them